The Arm

Ethereal eyes lookin' all around
They scatter out when I'm walkin'
And the noise that always drowns you out
Is the same as the circles you talk in

Funny how you thought I needed you
Cut you up and carved you out into little pieces

Razorblades replace the words
Like a grief that's on parade

They echo in my head
With a need to feel to understand
Like a never ending show
So painfully slow
Running from the fear of the unknown

Razorblades replace the words
Like a grief that's on paradе

Lately I've been questioning
Thе value of existing
Can't experience anything for what it is
Only what my mind makes it

They echo in my head
With a need to feel to understand
Like a never ending show
So painfully slow
Running from the fear of the unknown

Words that are unlifted
Truth that will set you free
No one to give attention
No one in front of me
Well who's gonna help you handle it
And who's gonna break your fall
Go on and leave
Like you never cared at all

I'd rather leave our love
Than get a broken heart
I'd rather say goodbye a thousand times
I'd rather fall apart
Than have to hear you lie
I'd rather turn around and go our separate ways

I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of bein' stuck with the shame
I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of bein' stuck with the shame
I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of bein' stuck with the shame